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They were going to slice me open, raw flesh throbbing like raw chicken still-spasming, then stitch me with coarse strings piercing through supple flesh that would rip open again if it went through too much tension.

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Dad was dead, but as I tried to pull Mom away, she wouldn't leave him and kept sobbing about their marriage vows.

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I tossed and turned in bed, what if I wasn't cut out to be a Dad?

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Shaking in his old age, Grandad struggled to even lift the pen as I guided him.

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I placed my hand on Dad's coffin, but through closed eyes, I felt a weak thud from the other side.

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"it's ok, you can go, I'll be fine," I said, looking at the weathered smile of my wife as she closed her eyes.

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The real crisis wasn't being hunkered down in our homes.

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It's not the knocking that scares people.

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It was with a sad, hollow smile as I watched my great-grandkids, respectful but distant, pull me off life support and turned my breathing into laborious pain.

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I heard searing fat into oil gives flavour.

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They were going to slice me open, raw flesh throbbing like raw chicken still-spasming, then stitch me with coarse strings piercing through supple flesh that would rip open again if it went through too much tension.	19	TwoSentenceHorror
Dad was dead, but as I tried to pull Mom away, she wouldn't leave him and kept sobbing about their marriage vows.	19	TwoSentenceSadness
I tossed and turned in bed, what if I wasn't cut out to be a Dad?	19	TwoSentenceHorror
Shaking in his old age, Grandad struggled to even lift the pen as I guided him.	19	TwoSentenceHorror
I placed my hand on Dad's coffin, but through closed eyes, I felt a weak thud from the other side.	19	TwoSentenceHorror
"it's ok, you can go, I'll be fine," I said, looking at the weathered smile of my wife as she closed her eyes.	19	TwoSentenceHorror
The real crisis wasn't being hunkered down in our homes.	19	TwoSentenceHorror
It's not the knocking that scares people.	18	TwoSentenceHorror
It was with a sad, hollow smile as I watched my great-grandkids, respectful but distant, pull me off life support and turned my breathing into laborious pain.	18	TwoSentenceHorror
I heard searing fat into oil gives flavour.	18	TwoSentenceHorror